[Verse 1]
It's a shame, I am forsaken
What became, scattering seed
Another name chiseled in tombstone
Kiss the flame consuming the weed
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don't try to control me
I've lost my mind
Don't give me directions
'Cause I'm blind
[Chorus]
Well, I dreamed I was born in fire
A fever so hot that it scarred my soul
Yes I dreamed I was born in fire
And tarnation got me down there shovelin' coal
[Verse 2]
Begotten saint in sin's affliction
Lover's leap from cradle to grave
In the ocean, sparkling sunset
A shooting star divin' deep in a wave
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Don't try to control me
I've lost my head
Don't give me directions
'Cause I'm dead
[Chorus]
Well, I dreamed I was born in fire
A fever so hot that it scarred my soul
Yes I dreamed I was born in fire
And tarnation got me down there shovelin' coal
[Bridge]
Oh, I'm a tweakin' bro
Long gitty, long gitty, gitty I'm a tweakin' bro
Boon on the bridge, I got your bane but you're free to go, hey
Long gitty, long gitty, gitty I'm a tweakin' bro
Boon on the bridge, I got your bane but you're free to go, hey
[Chorus/Bridge]
Well, I dreamed I was born in fire
Long gitty, long gitty, gitty I'm a tweakin' bro
Boon on the bridge, I got your bane but you're free to go
A fever so hot that it scarred my soul
Yes I dreamed I was born in fire
Long gitty, long gitty, gitty I'm a tweakin' bro
Boon on the bridge, I got your bane but you're free to go
Tarnation got me down there shovelin' coal
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